Chapter 1248: Chapter 1248: Yes, Twins of Dragon and Phoenix
“Hmm?” She looked at him and shook her head to indicate she didn’t know.
She had always been in Lonton; she couldn’t possibly have known about these things.
“Many years ago, he had a ntal illness that gradually healed, but the things from long ago, Hadley had almost forgotten. In his subconscious, he only rembered having a wife and a pair of children, his only mories still lingering more than twenty years ago.”
“So when Mr. Cheney and I first t him, his little villa was filled with Blue Demoness and stocked with baby supplies. Because his wife liked Blue Demoness and because he had a pair of children who were born not long before they were forcibly separated.”
“Twins? Then Jasmine…?”
“Yes, fraternal twins, Miss Yale has a brother, her own brother.”
Lilac Serval’s eyes widened.
She didn’t know about this; it turned out Jasmine not only had a father but also a brother.
Charles Mcintosh was telling Lilac Serval these things, not avoiding suspicion.
He knew Lilac Serval wouldn’t gossip, he trusted her.
“Has Hadley’s illness healed now? Why didn’t Elder Childe kill him?”
“Hadley’s illness is not completely cured; he knows almost nothing about his past. Elder Childe didn’t kill him purely because tornting soone is more interesting than killing them, isn’t it?”
Lilac Serval agreed with Charles Mcintosh’s words.
Killing soone is the easiest thing.
But to tornt soone, to make them wish they were dead, that is the most painful.
Such a thod of revenge can be described as extrely vicious.
Outside the window, the rain continued steadily; Lilac Serval’s heart also felt like it had sunk to the bottom of the sea, lancholy, her entire body felt cold.
Her fingertips connected to her heart, which felt icy, and even the hand holding the chopsticks trembled slightly.
The rain was cold, the winter in Landon was cold.
So things were eerie enough to send chills down one’s spine.
She knew Spencer Childe’s tactics; if Yolanda Fern hadn’t died back then, she wouldn’t have had a good fate today.
And Hadley, in Spencer Childe’s hands, must have been living a life worse than death.
There was no doubt about it.
As for the thods of tornt, Spencer Childe had plenty.
“Can Hadley’s illness be cured?” Lilac Serval asked indifferently.
She occasionally looked up to see the heavy rain mist outside the window, enveloping the city.
“It’s hard to say, now that he is in Elder Childe’s hands, he probably won’t heal any ti soon. This kind of disease should be treated with regular dication and tily care.”
“Jasmine would be heartbroken if she knew, right?”
“After all, it’s her own father; even if she’s never t him, they are connected by blood.”
“What about Jasmine’s brother? You just ntioned that Jasmine has a brother?”
There was a fluctuating sheen in Charles Mcintosh’s eyes, like the rain mist outside the window, continuously shifting, leaving no trace.
He lowered his head and scooped up a bowl of goji berry fresh chicken soup, silent for a long ti.
Lilac Serval stopped for a mont, her face filled with curiosity.
She looked at Charles Mcintosh in wonder. Why didn’t he tell her? She wouldn’t gossip…
“You don’t know either?” Lilac Serval’s tone was calm, her expression paused for a mont.
She lifted her eyelids, looking at Charles Mcintosh by her side, waiting for his answer.
“Little Lilac, you shouldn’t worry about such things. Matters among n should naturally be handled by n, especially those unrelated to you,” Charles Mcintosh said indifferently.
“Forget it then; I’m too lazy to ask anymore,” Lilac Serval replied calmly. “Are you staying at Cheney Family this afternoon?”
“Yes, I need to deal with so matters.”
“I want to go to the courthouse.”
“I told you, even if you go, you won’t see Mr. Cheney!” Charles Mcintosh frowned and raised his voice.
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